Stop quoting Harry Potter, nerd.

The CIA hadn't invented crack yet and the crowd was in the "WHITES ONLY" section.

Bassist for Deftones.

8 Mile meets Project X

Whoa there, lady or fella.
Ms. Suzanne Somers mastered thighs and that one dude who talked like a valley dude starred in numerous kickboxer movies.

Smithers, are they booing me?

I understand that she collects figurines so yes

Ancient Chinese secret, huh?

*Looks sadly at toast*
I thought this was gonna be some of that Rocky Horror shit.

Garth spent most of the part I watched in an OU812 tee and Tia Carrera's band didn't even qualify as hair metal. 

I couldn't bring myself to watch either The Love Guru or Master of Disguise to make a proper comparison.

I watched a bit of this on Fuse last night.  I'd never really noticed how little that Wayne and his various long haired pals cared about the metal content of the music they banged their heads to or the bands they wore the T-shirts of. 

Bear Suit Fellatio is a John Irving novel.  The guy in the bear suit wrestles some rich guy for his cock.

Looks like they set that Cult Free,

Come on, man.  They killed like 3 horses before canceling that HBO show.  Gimme another chance.

Can he go back in time and play "The Thong Song" cause that [bleep] is my jam?   Wooooooooooo!!!

That the sketch where Horatio Sanz broke character and laughed?

I have one.  I'm not sure if my DVR would respect me in the morning if I had it record a Carson Daly show.

Carson Daly's show still on?  I gotta stop being old and stay up late one of these days.

I'd inter her stellar and say, "Really I'm Entering you with an E.  Well, not an E actually with my penis" and do this floppy thing with my hair and ask her, "Remember that Hugh Grant?  He was something, huh?"